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shanology:

ruibird:

since it’s a scary time to be trans: refuge restrooms is an app which maps gender-neutral/single-stall restrooms. it’s community-mapped, so it’s possible you might be the first person to log the restroom locations, but hopefully it’ll help some people.

please reblog this post if you’ve got trans followers. stay safe.

For my non-trans followers: please consider getting the app just so you can add neutral restrooms to the map when you run across them. Simple way to help.

gloriaphoto:
“© Gloria Rodríguez, Sevilla 2016
http://instagram.com/gloria_petite
”

gloriaphoto:

© Gloria Rodríguez, Sevilla 2016
http://instagram.com/gloria_petite 

highneyda:

gnashing-of-teeth:

demon-witchling:

likeitaughtyou:

floreyyyy🍒 on Twitter: “put your hand on my shoulder 🎙🎩”

This is wavy

FFUUUCCKK I LOVE THIS

🔥🔥

reloadingthecanon:

Song of Avignon by Jonas Mekas

ancient-serpent:
“ A Wet Night at Piccadilly Circus, 1910, oil on canvas by Arthur Hacker, British, 1858-1919. Royal Academy of Arts, London, England.
”

ancient-serpent:

A Wet Night at Piccadilly Circus, 1910, oil on canvas by Arthur Hacker, British, 1858-1919.  Royal Academy of Arts, London, England.

the-cinder-fields:
“ James Jean, Excavation, 2009
”

the-cinder-fields:

James Jean, Excavation, 2009

rudebunny-g:

Gadajace glowy (1980)  - Krzysztof Kieslowski

People of different age, profession and social status answer two simple questions: who they are and what they want from life.

dappledwithshadow:
“Augustus Leopold Egg
The Travelling Companions
”

dappledwithshadow:

Augustus Leopold Egg
The Travelling Companions

mouth-rainboy:

john berryman, the dangerous year, 1939
from collected poems

knucklewhite:

mxdp:

John Light as Oberon and Matthew Tennyson as Puck, in Shakespeare’s A Midsummer Night’s Dream at the Globe. Directed by Dominic Dromgoole.

Reblogging this yet again for the good of humanity.

8tracks alternative

garefield:

hey, so mourning the slow death of 8tracks, a lot of people are looking for alternatives. i know suan.fm has been suggested a lot but it doesn’t have any built-in community interaction as of yet,, BUT!!!

playmoss.com  is RLY GREAT and it has all the basic fuckin features that 8tracks always should have had like:
- see the entire tracklist
- start the playlist from any point
- unlimited skips and listening
- see how many playlists contain a certain song
- see top listeners of a playlist
- collaborative playlists!!
etc etc !!!  plus while it does have a “subscription”” it Only allows you to upload music files directly instead of linking from youtube and soundcloud. doesn’t add more than that or punish you for not paying

this sounds like an advertisement but i just want a community to start building there so we can rise above 8tracks’ tyrannical management :^)
p.s.  yes it does have a mobile app!!

nemfrog:
“Fig. 7. Cassiopeia, showing where a new star appeared in the year 1572. Flowers of the sky. 1879.
”

nemfrog:

Fig. 7. Cassiopeia, showing where a new star appeared in the year 1572. Flowers of the sky. 1879.

polytony:
“ I find that Mononoke no Hime and Tolkien’s treatment of Men is remarkably similar. In their attitudes about the past and the especially the future. I think that Miyazaki has much more grounds for his cynicism about the anthropogenic...

polytony:

I find that Mononoke no Hime and Tolkien’s treatment of Men is remarkably similar. In their attitudes about the past and the especially the future. I think that Miyazaki has much more grounds for his cynicism about the anthropogenic future than Tolkien can ever dream of. But I read in them the same (vague or explicit) aristocratic tendency.

They have passed like rain on the mountain, like a wind in the meadow;
The days have gone down in the West behind the hills into shadow.

Yearly I come to a point where I think about this poem, when time and wind seems to flow so freely that your hand, your sinew clenches with the ache of it. The idea of the recoverable past. An anti-Edenic nostalgia, but a nostalgic impulse still the same – a past full of not Edenic stasis but at least equilibrium, where loss itself can be mourned and elegized and contained.